On the last two days of our stay in the Sierra Nevadas, we skipped Yosemite National Park proper to do some fishing in the nearby lakes. At our first stop, all three of us limited out on trout in a manner of minutes, and that night, we ate very well. At the next two stops we had poorer luck, and Wyle and I called it quits a few hours before the boys did. She and I had fun wandering around this picnic area, and we collected quite a few feathers. We spent the rest of our afternoon pretending to be birds.